Ling Ningzhi looked up, puzzled, "Did it sound like someone was talking? Mr. Chen, did you hear that?"
"..."
Chen Mo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Maybe it came from next door, it seems the soundproofing of this inn isn't very good..."
"Not soundproofed well?" Ling Ningzhi was taken aback, then quickly realized, her face suddenly flushed, and she stammered, "Then, then last night's noise, didn't others hear it all?!"
Thinking about how she was confusedly coaxed by Chen Mo into calling him "good brother," she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
In fact, Chen Mo had already set up a magical barrier, not to mention next door, even if someone was leaning against the door they couldn't hear a thing.
But it was hard to explain to her, so he could only brace himself and say, "Neither of us is in some shady relationship, and besides, just by sound alone, no one could guess our identities."
"That's true..."
